And meet me there, bundles of flowers We wait through the hours of cold Winter shall howl at the walls Tearing down doors of time Shelter as we go And promise me this You'll wait for me only Scared of the lonely arms Surface, far below these burn And maybe, just maybe I'll come home Who am I, darling to you? Who am I? Going to tell you stories of mine Who am I? Who am I, darling for you? Who am I? Could… #promise#benhoward#hoteldelacoupole#sapa#vietnam#vietnamtravel#sapatrip

Day 65. We spent a few days tubing, lagoon & cave exploring in smoggy Vang Vieng - it was practically a white out the whole time. We made our way back to Luang Prabang to dress some wounds & splashed out on a flight to Hanoi (so so worth it over a bus for once). I've wanted to come to Vietnam for the last 8 years ever since I studied the war & took part in Miss Saigon the musical at school! We spent 2 days delving into the culture of Hanoi. On first impression it was like a mixture of Delhi & Bangkok due to the crazy traffic. We enjoyed free beer on St Patrick's day, tried hot pots & noodle soups & walked through the city exploring museums & monuments. It is the chilly season in the north currently, so we bought fake north face coats for 300,000 Vietnamese dong (about £9). A netflix documentary on the Vietnam war and the museums are refreshing my memories from GCSE history about the tragic & fascinating events that took place here. We organised an overnight bus up to the stunning mountainous Sapa, a small town in north west Vietnam on a two day muddy trekking tour next to the clouds. We stayed in a cute family's homestay with noisy rats living in the roof on a (very comfy) mattress on the floor. We were planning to get a night bus to Ha Giang last night to begin the famous motorbike loop, however we've been stuck in a hotel room in this cosy touristy town, recovering from violent food poisoning. At least the view is gorgeous. If we still have enough time once our energy levels improve, we'll still attempt the Eastern bike tour before heading back south. #vietnam#countrynumber5#hanoi#sapa#trekking#travelling#instatravel#foodpoisoning#travelbug#seasia#touist#vietnamesefood#culture#hiking#adventure#hagiangloop#vietnamhotpot#glamoroustravel#realtravel#buffalo#backpacking#hostellife

Day 4 of #moonchildyogis challenge and we‘ve got #wheelpose. Because I ate to much (got super duper hungry - result: ordered to much) I can’t do yoga anymore today and also it’s resting day. So I’ve got a photo from Vietnam where I did some #yogainnature which is my absolute favourite 💛. Breathing in the fresh air surrounded by an amazing view and silence - absolutely loving it. ————————————— 🔸Hosts: @diieselly @easyherbst @yogajulz @yogawithalessia . . 🔸Sponsors: @moonchildyogawear . . . #yoga#yogallove #yogachallenges#moonchildyogis#wheelpose#urdhvadhanurasana#backbending#yogainnature#natureyoga#yogaeverywhere#yogagirl#yogafitness#yogagram#vietnam#nature#sapa#ricefields#travel#travellove#travelaroundtheworld#travelgram#worldtrip#traveller#adventure#travelholic#backpacking#asia#asialove#grateful#namaste

Hang Mua (Mua Caves) is interestingly not famous for its caves, but for the panorama that awaits visitors who conquer the 500 stone steps to the peak, where they find Tam Coc stretching at their feet in its full glory which is often said is a miniature version of the Chinese Great Wall. It has been said that when he first came to the Hoa Lu area and established the Thai Vi Temple, the Kings of Tran often visited Hang Mua to enjoy dancers dancing and singing, which lent it the named Hang Mua (Dancing Caves)." #muacave#ninhbinh#halongbay#discover#sapa#hanoi#traveling #

SAPA ⛰ . . . I bloody love Sapa! Took the most incredible trek today though the mountains, valleys, rice paddies and small villages (with the most amazing amazing scenery). Trang was our guide...she's 20, has one child, was married at 16 and is a little bundle of joy. Such a legend and full of chat. Her English is insane (which she's learnt off tourists). The narrow mountain trails are dodgy as hell walking (and even worse on the taxi journey back from the nearby road, which clings to the mountain side dirt track road with a sheer drop!😳), but the views are incredible and I feel SO lucky to be here. We pass through small untouched villages, with houses made from Bamboo. Where the locals don't speak Vietnamese, but their own mountain language, apparently most originally came from China years ago due to border changes, or to hide in the mountains. They sit and make things, work the land or are walking around carrying hand woven straw baskets.